Crossword-Solution: NUZZLES
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| NUZZLES | anagram | SNUZZLE |
We have 5 clues for the answer “NUZZLES”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Gets affectionate | 1 answer |
| Is an affectionate pooch | 1 answer |
| Shows some affection | 1 answer |
| Gets cozy | 5 answers |
| ___ noses | 7 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
AEETR
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with NUZZLES (5)
The child by nature nuzzles in its mother’s bosom for the breast; the child by grace does by grace seek to live by the grace of God.
The child by nature nuzzles in its mother's bosom for the breast; the child by grace does by grace seek to live by the grace of God.
You know how your own dog half-curls himself round Wagging his tail and grinning with pleasure when he sees you; and also how your horse nuzzles you all over to find the sugar that he knows you are going to give him.
They licked her pretty feet, they nuzzled their noses in her lap," and she put her arms "round their tawny necks and kissed them." Saxon gobbles us with kisses, and nuzzles his nose, and we put our arms round his tawny neck.
Apeman was still moaning, though less fitfully, like a child that nuzzles the milk bottle, but is drifting away into sleep.
Quotes with NUZZLES (3)
Rush-hour on the A rain. A blind man staggers forth, his cane tapping lightlyown the aisle. He leans against the door, raises a violin to chin, and says I’m sorry to bother you, folks. But please. Just listen. And it kills me, the word sorry. As if something like musicshould be forgiven. He nuzzles into the wood like a lover, inhales, and at the first slow stroke, the crescendo seeps through our skin like warm water, we who have nothing but destinations, who dream of light bu…
In a swamp, as in meditation, you begin to glimpse how elusive, how inherently insubstantial, how fleeting our thoughts are, our identities. There is magic in this moist world, in how the mind lets go, slips into sleepy water, circles and nuzzles the banks of palmetto and wild iris, how it seeps across dreams, smears them into the upright world, rots the wood of treasure chests, welcomes the body home.
She arches her body like a cat on a stretch. She nuzzles her cunt into my face like a filly at the gate. She smells of the sea. She smells of rockpools when I was a child. She keeps a starfish in there. I crouch down to taste the salt, to run my fingers around the rim. She opens and shuts like a sea anemone. She's refilled each day with fresh tides of longing.
Where this answer appears
Appears in: LAT, NYT.
Used 4 times in crossword archives (1994–2017).